Damien did understand the need to return. Unfinished business. The need to secure one's assets, family, or even, in this case, a nation, an empire. "The natives here had been trying to find a way for us to go back. For nearly two years. But no method has been found yet. But there is one theory, that.. the world we left? When we do return as happens, though it seems by random accident, we go right back to the moment in time that we had left. I hope that's true." If it wasn't, then oh boy, his corporation was in trouble back home. But he understood that a nation was far more important. Especially to someone who had just been whisked away from it so suddenly. This would probably take some getting used to. He'd probably talk about some of the threats of this world soon, or perhaps one of the other people here could.. such as the ones whom he knew at the complex.
Damien simply nodded, briefly thinking that the coat seemed a good addition to the ruler's wardrobe. He'd accept it back once they were finished with the store. So he walked inside and spread his arms, indicating the entire place. "And here it is! You can find anything you need here. Shirts, shoes, new pants.. for either comfort, design, or color preference. Oh. And might be a good idea to get socks too, it makes shoes more comfortable and not so much with the friction against feet. Oh, and jackets! I go here a lot." He turned around and looked at Zuko. "There's signs above each aisle to show where everything is, but I can help you find something if assistance is required. Just feel free to take whatever you want." He gave a slight nod as one of the employees walked by. Damien had clearly been here a few times before. He had a girlfriend to shop for at times after all, in addition to himself. Plus it was early now so it looked hardly busy at this time, so there was no need to be concerned with crowds right now.